Greenberg's Sister

~The Bite~

Emmeleia Greenberg is anything but the popular pretty girl. Emmeleia is a dork, a nerd, a know-it-all. She had braces until the age of 13 and glasses all her life. Her parents got a divorce when she was only 7 and since then she has thrown herself into her school work. It wasn't until the 8th grade that she made friends. In 8th grade she lost her braces and was put into a group for an English project. This group was with fellow students Scott McCall and Stiles Stilenski. It was from that moment that the two boys became Emmeleia's best friends.

Now it's the night before her tenth grade and she is busy reading out of the book she'll need for classes tomorrow, trying to get a head start for school. She has her hair in a bun, her glasses on the edge of her nose and taking up a good portion of her face, a breathing strip covering her noise, a pencil between her lips, and she's dressed in an old t-shirt with leggings.

The sound of a crash comes from outside her window, causing her to drop her pencil and glance over there. Her mom is working overnight at the hospital, her mom's a doctor, and so nobody should be around. Emmeleia grabs her Math Club's leader trophy and heads to the window, ready to hit any trespassers. When she opens the window she yells in freight and shock as none other than Stiles Stilenski sits outside her window, now screaming due to her scream. "What the hell, Stiles?" Emmeleia says, covering her chest with her hand, while the other puts her trophy on her bedside table.

"What do you mean, what the hell? You scared the crap out of me."

"I scared the crap out of you? You're the one sneaking around outside my bedroom window. Do you even know how creepy that is?"

"Sorry, Em, I just wanted to tell you something." Emmeleia rolls her eyes as Stiles tries to play the whole kicked puppy retinue.

"What do you want, Stiles, I'm busy trying to learn some of the material for tomorrow."

"Are you serious? Leia, the school year hasn't even started."

"I like getting a head start."

"Oh, don't worry nobody is going to take your 'top of the class' place from you." She rolls her eyes and sits on her bed as Stiles comes through the window.

"What do you want?"

"So I may or may not have been listening to one of my father's phone calls again." Emmeleia rolls her eyes as she watches Stiles take in her bedroom. Stiles' father is the sheriff of their little town of Beacon Hills. Stiles listening into his father's police calls is anything, but new. "Huh, you're room changed."

"Yeah, mom was going through a whole phase where she wanted to change everything including my room." Her room is now painted a light lilac color, while her carpet is now a dark purple, and her furniture is all a dark wood. She has a dresser, two bedside tables, a big four posted queen size bed, a desk, and a walk in closet. She doesn't have anything too major, but it still is a very nice room.

"I like it."

"Thank- Stiles, don't distract me. What do you want?" Stiles sighs and glances at his best friend.

"Come to Beacon Hills Preserve with Scott and me, please."

"Seriously?"

"Some hikers found half of a dead body and the cops have all the state out looking for the other half. I want to go find it, come with, pleeeeeeeassssse." Emmeleia rolls her eyes as she looks at her book.

"I have to read three more chapters still and-

"Em." Stiles whines. "School is tomorrow, you don't have to worry about that. Just please come with me." She sighs and glances at him. "Please."